歌曲 | Releasing Hypnotical Gases |
歌手 | Organized Konfusion |
专辑 | Organized Konfusion |
作词 : Monch, Poetry | |
As you look from whenceforth i come; riding the wind | |
Thus eliminating competition from bird's-eye view, i'm | |
Descending in helicopters -- in a village raid | |
Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade | |
I'm highly intoxicating your mind -- when i'm operating | |
On cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms | |
Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle | |
I display a nuclear ray that'll, destroy bone marrow in cattle | |
Thereby destroying the entire food supply | |
That's crawling with aids, maggots, flies | |
It's ironic, when a demonic, government | |
Utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me | |
Clever, however; you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram | |
Who's determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy | |
I threw i-raq/a-rock and i-ran/i-ran | |
Cause i couldn't stand anymore within the depths of the sand | |
So don't ask me hu-ssein/who-sane | |
Cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain | |
{oxygen levels, check it, hydorogen levels, check it | |
Nitrogen levels.. check it} | |
[prince poetry] | |
Twenty-thousand leagues down below, | |
Minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees | |
Seize the info, gather the archaelogists | |
The aftermath needs to follow this cause it's, deep | |
Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists | |
A.k.a. optimus prime -- time, television is, dead | |
On this issue and very much irrelevant to this intuition | |
De-leting any alias info and descriptive | |
Mortal calm, partition with infrared light, vision | |
Precision, beams | |
Colors, reds, fuschias, lime-greens | |
Black, don't you know my formulas form dope lyrics | |
Uplift spirits and yo i hear it's fatal | |
To walk the path of konfusion, where it's | |
Torture some cherish, while most human-like beings perish | |
Subjected to death | |
Their bodies don't agree with the hypnotical intellect | |
Poetical acid is burning up flesh | |
At the end of corridor do you see me sitting there | |
Johnny more grotesque | |
Literature somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hyperchloride | |
Insight, foresight, more sight | |
The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight | |
You feel nauseous | |
Forever you will avoid my royal presence as i step into darkness | |
{now is the time.. to stretch your brain to it's maximum} | |
[pharoahe monch] | |
I am one who is one with all things, thus the unorthodox i am | |
The paradox i am, the equinox extending my hand | |
Into dimensions to unlock new doorways | |
And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways | |
And so i play with rhythms, for something more than a mere game | |
Enabling me to advance in wisdom | |
Words will exist like vampires | |
No need for sunlight, from concentrations camps i escape | |
With my sanity -- in 2010 every man will be | |
Subject to global warming, formless oval | |
Millions of locusts swarming | |
Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme | |
The intelligent one, utilizing the mind third vision | |
Surrounded by a three-sided figure, containing the brain | |
The triggering mechanism from which i strike | |
Sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound | |
Which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground | |
The surface will seperate, dispersing harmful ashes | |
Your optics will not be able to detect | |
The deadly hypnotical gases | |
Damn it's hard to breathe!!! but if i got one breath left; | |
I'll suck wind from the valley of death, here i come | |
From the slums of earth to center | |
I reveal myself as a beast within a, unbreakable shell | |
Walkin through the doorways of heaven -- or is this hell? | |
{the time is now.. right now.} | |
{this is the hour, this is the new dawn! | |
This is the new day.} | |
[prince poetry] | |
As i step into the thunderdome, with flows as the wind blows | |
Visualize the intros, releasing hypnotical gases | |
Chemicals mixed, fixed, takin it to the sixth | |
Round of poetical warfare; energetically i walk with the flare | |
Rampaging like a rock-like figure | |
Throughout the night's atmosphere i swear | |
My wrist holds mind-trigger darkness can't overshadow me | |
Cause of high rate of smashin you, then trashin you | |
After i'm bashin you, with my hammer | |
Whenceforth passed to me, by odin | |
Occasionally my pro-file is low-key gamma | |
Rays brainwashed to transforms me | |
But i still withhold my hammer, to lift me up | |
For god still is my upliftor | |
I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of grifter | |
Night approaches so i proceed in flight | |
Back to the hall of justice as i continue to disintegrate em | |
Translating the codes in hypnotical language | |
Then a theta assault steppin up, frontin to be blunt | |
But i'm a radical creator of a poetical hypothetical | |
Mathematical slay slur, punch that, stun that amazes and dazes | |
And phases the stranger, with pages of the lost chapters | |
Unfound factors | |
So i stretch like reed richards across the land | |
Continue with reading your e-quilibrium | |
With concepts that confuse ya, metabolism's fallin off | |
Data consider oblivion | |
Now as i walk through the valley of death | |
Ignorin the battle lashes and gashes and rashes | |
The atom smashes, cause i released the last hypnotical gases! |
zuò cí : Monch, Poetry | |
As you look from whenceforth i come riding the wind | |
Thus eliminating competition from bird' seye view, i' m | |
Descending in helicopters in a village raid | |
Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade | |
I' m highly intoxicating your mind when i' m operating | |
On cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms | |
Disintegrate em eliminate em now no one has em in battle | |
I display a nuclear ray that' ll, destroy bone marrow in cattle | |
Thereby destroying the entire food supply | |
That' s crawling with aids, maggots, flies | |
It' s ironic, when a demonic, government | |
Utilizes bionics and a six million dollar man to capture me | |
Clever, however you could never ever begin to apprehend a hologram | |
Who' s determined to fight solely, to defend in wars a land of the holy | |
I threw iraq arock and iran iran | |
Cause i couldn' t stand anymore within the depths of the sand | |
So don' t ask me hussein whosane | |
Cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain | |
oxygen levels, check it, hydorogen levels, check it | |
Nitrogen levels.. check it | |
prince poetry | |
Twentythousand leagues down below, | |
Minus onehundred and fortythree degrees | |
Seize the info, gather the archaelogists | |
The aftermath needs to follow this cause it' s, deep | |
Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists | |
A. k. a. optimus prime time, television is, dead | |
On this issue and very much irrelevant to this intuition | |
Deleting any alias info and descriptive | |
Mortal calm, partition with infrared light, vision | |
Precision, beams | |
Colors, reds, fuschias, limegreens | |
Black, don' t you know my formulas form dope lyrics | |
Uplift spirits and yo i hear it' s fatal | |
To walk the path of konfusion, where it' s | |
Torture some cherish, while most humanlike beings perish | |
Subjected to death | |
Their bodies don' t agree with the hypnotical intellect | |
Poetical acid is burning up flesh | |
At the end of corridor do you see me sitting there | |
Johnny more grotesque | |
Literature somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hyperchloride | |
Insight, foresight, more sight | |
The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight | |
You feel nauseous | |
Forever you will avoid my royal presence as i step into darkness | |
now is the time.. to stretch your brain to it' s maximum | |
pharoahe monch | |
I am one who is one with all things, thus the unorthodox i am | |
The paradox i am, the equinox extending my hand | |
Into dimensions to unlock new doorways | |
And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways | |
And so i play with rhythms, for something more than a mere game | |
Enabling me to advance in wisdom | |
Words will exist like vampires | |
No need for sunlight, from concentrations camps i escape | |
With my sanity in 2010 every man will be | |
Subject to global warming, formless oval | |
Millions of locusts swarming | |
Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme | |
The intelligent one, utilizing the mind third vision | |
Surrounded by a threesided figure, containing the brain | |
The triggering mechanism from which i strike | |
Sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound | |
Which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground | |
The surface will seperate, dispersing harmful ashes | |
Your optics will not be able to detect | |
The deadly hypnotical gases | |
Damn it' s hard to breathe!!! but if i got one breath left | |
I' ll suck wind from the valley of death, here i come | |
From the slums of earth to center | |
I reveal myself as a beast within a, unbreakable shell | |
Walkin through the doorways of heaven or is this hell? | |
the time is now.. right now. | |
this is the hour, this is the new dawn! | |
This is the new day. | |
prince poetry | |
As i step into the thunderdome, with flows as the wind blows | |
Visualize the intros, releasing hypnotical gases | |
Chemicals mixed, fixed, takin it to the sixth | |
Round of poetical warfare energetically i walk with the flare | |
Rampaging like a rocklike figure | |
Throughout the night' s atmosphere i swear | |
My wrist holds mindtrigger darkness can' t overshadow me | |
Cause of high rate of smashin you, then trashin you | |
After i' m bashin you, with my hammer | |
Whenceforth passed to me, by odin | |
Occasionally my profile is lowkey gamma | |
Rays brainwashed to transforms me | |
But i still withhold my hammer, to lift me up | |
For god still is my upliftor | |
I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of grifter | |
Night approaches so i proceed in flight | |
Back to the hall of justice as i continue to disintegrate em | |
Translating the codes in hypnotical language | |
Then a theta assault steppin up, frontin to be blunt | |
But i' m a radical creator of a poetical hypothetical | |
Mathematical slay slur, punch that, stun that amazes and dazes | |
And phases the stranger, with pages of the lost chapters | |
Unfound factors | |
So i stretch like reed richards across the land | |
Continue with reading your equilibrium | |
With concepts that confuse ya, metabolism' s fallin off | |
Data consider oblivion | |
Now as i walk through the valley of death | |
Ignorin the battle lashes and gashes and rashes | |
The atom smashes, cause i released the last hypnotical gases! |